Elle’s POV
I could feel how ready I was, how desperately I needed to be filled. With a whimper, I pushed two fingers inside my aching channel, a gasp tearing from my throat at the sudden stretch.
I began to pump my fingers in and out, matching the rhythm of the water sluicing down my body. Each thrust sent a jolt of pleasure racing up my spine, coiling tighter and tighter in my core. I could feel the pressure building, the tension snapping like a live wire.
My other hand joined the first, pressing firmly against my clit. I rubbed in tight circles, each swipe sending sparks of ecstasy shooting through me. I was lost now, drowning in sensation. All I could focus on was the pulsing ache between my thighs, the desperate need for release.
I pumped my fingers faster, harder, chasing the peak
